May 17, 2025
More in Dregs & Other Unreadables for once would you just shut up
For the love of all that is green and oozing from the wounds of war and love
how many times do I have to scream as loud as I possibly can: 'oh my God, my son
he's a lizard!'
before you smother me in cream cheese call me 'holy master of monsters' and listen to me
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